Benefits (Narry)

Chapter Eleven: Don't You Want Me?

    Niall didn't think of himself as a rebound until after it happened.

    And boy did he feel humiliated.

    He was disgusted with himself for giving into Harry so easily in the shower. He shouldn't have done what he did. He didn't even get anything in return. After he had blown Harry in the shower, the curly haired boy had left, leaving Niall with a raging hard on that he had to take care of himself.

    Harry wasn't worried about what happened earlier today because to him it meant nothing. Yes, he realized that he was just using Niall for personal gain; he had known that Niall had a massive crush on him for awhile now. Anyone could tell.

    Liam finally picked up Harry's call and the two are talking about what had happened this afternoon. Liam confessed that he did have feelings for Harry, and Harry is more than ecstatic.

"That's great news Liam! Now break up with your boyfriend and get your ass over here!" 

"It doesn't work like that Harry," Liam sighs into the phone, "We share a house and I haven't even told him that I've met you. It's not like I've stopped loving my boyfriend either Harry, it's just that I've got feelings for you now," he explains.

    Harry groans, "Why do you have to make this so hard for me Liam? Here I am, willing to give you anything, begging you to give me a chance - which is something that I never do by the way, and you're still shutting me down."

    "I'm just confused Harry. Especially now that I have feelings for you. It just makes it that much harder for me to figure out what I'm doing," Liam tells Harry.

    "It shouldn't be that hard of a decision considering the fact that you cheated on him with me," Harry mutters into the phone.

    "I need to go Harry," Liam responds quietly.

    "Liam wait I-"

    "I'll call you later," Liam says softly before he hangs up on Harry.

    Harry tosses his phone to the other side of his bed and runs his hands through his hair frustratedly. He's so used to getting what he wants that he doesn't know what to do at this point. Liam is playing hard to get very well.

    The only way that Harry knows how to release his anger is through a sexual act, and even though Niall helped him out earlier, he needs to find another release.

    He hates to do this to his best friend but he's the closest and Harry knows that Niall won't say no to him.

    He barges into Niall's room, the door almost hitting him because of the ricochet.

    Niall doesn't even notice Harry's presence because he's curled up under the blankets facing away from the brunet in the doorway. His music is up almost as loud as it goes and silent tears are streaming down his face. He hates himself right now.

    Niall jumps when he feels the bed dip and he hastily tries to wipe the tears from his face. Harry straddles his roommate through the covers and rips the earbuds out of his ears, ignoring the whimper that Niall releases.

    Niall turns his head away from Harry, not being able to look at him without wanting to throw up.

    "Hey," Harry says gently, realizing that Niall has been crying. His eyes are all red and puffy.

    "What's wrong Ni?" he asks quietly, turning Niall's head to make the blond look up at him. He caresses Niall's cheek.

    "Nothing," Niall croaks before clearing his throat and repeating his answer.

    "Now we both know that that's not true."

    "I'm fine Harry, seriously," Niall pushes.

Harry's hurt that Niall isn't going to tell him why he's upset. They told each other everything, what changed?

"Why did you come in here?" Niall interrupts Harry's thoughts.

"Oh um..." Harry trails off with a blush, not knowing how to word why he barged into Niall's room. He rolls off of the blond and lays down next to him. "I just wanted to see what you were up to."

"Just chilling," Niall says casually.

"Want to watch a movie or something?" Harry asks, looking over at his friend.

"Why? Is Liam busy?" Niall mutters.

Harry hears and he gets worked up again, thinking about the buzzed haired boy.

"He's with his boyfriend," Harry growls.

Niall has figured out by now that Harry only comes to him when him and Liam are having a problem. And by the look on Harry's face it seems like they are having a really big problem.

Niall knows what's coming next but he's still caught off guard when Harry roughly kisses him. He pushes weakly at the boy on top of him.

Niall doesn't want this anymore. He's always wanted Harry to want him like this, but he knows Harry doesn't really want him; he's just here. He doesn't know this boy that's trying to shove his tongue down his throat. He wants his Harry back.

"Harry stop," Niall pleads when Harry moves down to his neck, sucking harshly.

"Why?" Harry asks before returning to his work on Niall's neck.

"Why are we doing this? What does this make us?" Niall asks desperately, ignoring Harry's question.

That makes Harry stop. He sits up to look at Niall. He licks his swollen, tingling lips before answering.

"How about whenever we need to find an outlet on something, we just come to each other?" Harry asks, "Just two friends helping each other out with their problems."

"Like a friends with benefits kind of thing?" Niall asks, closing his eyes so that Harry can't see them well up with tears.

Harry perks up, "Exactly Niall! Friends with benefits!"

Niall can't ignore the stabbing feeling in his chest.